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Her breath forms beautiful icicles on the blood-stained window, her pale body lays in horrifying grace Sunk in cheeks Charcoal eyes Her soul empty gone. Nothings left. She feels only a slight tug as his fist curves into her fragile skull once again, smashing her petite figure into the window. shatter the beautiful icicle is exploded into a millon pieces and so the glass. As her tired face hits the window sil You can almost feel the break of her jaw as it crushes beneath the weight of his tremendous blow. Her eyes are still open But she is now completely gone The last of her life shattered away with the icicle formed by her last breath. v.v
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 6:03 AM UTC
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Her breath forms beautiful icicles on the blood-stained window, her pale body lays in horrifying grace Sunk in cheeks Charcoal eyes Her soul empty gone. Nothings left. She feels only a slight tug as his fist curves into her fragile skull once again, smashing her petite figure into the window. shatter the beautiful icicle is exploded into a millon pieces and so the glass. As her tired face hits the window sil You can almost feel the break of her jaw as it crushes beneath the weight of his tremendous blow. Her eyes are still open But she is now completely gone The last of her life shattered away with the icicle formed by her last breath. v.v
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 6:03 AM UTC
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